Moist of the moon yesterdayExist not - in the moon todayNor life in flowers, scent in 'em neither None able to break in a smile either...

Aftermath war mind is:As still as a graveyard, rammed;As ruined as a 'Broken Down Dam';Tis burning question that probe withinIs discerning: Were their oblations all vain?Knowing the struggle for liberationGrowing, that would last for ages;Not left till the very endBut gave a helping hand Though possible leaving in the middleNor them, why haven't they fiddle?

For the sake of appreciation cum fame, actually? Or to be praised by descendants? - not really!For you to understand what bade us lose lives in fightFor future generation - realise paramount of quench right:Why emerged, the liberation struggle in mother-land Died - ye mighty! went away to paradise, heaven-landWhile they go, they asked for just one thing:

Nothing but this is it! - Don't forget:Us, our sacrifices, the blood we shed;"Why have we left our souls fled?"As same as thou - we had just one life"Why we chose to give up our own life?" Don't ever forget us! - even a single while!

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